It was her bra.
She was covered with just her panties and bra that had matching colours. Gloria had watched and felt him take her dress off. She adored; her body worshipped the way he touched her while taking the dress off.
Or perhaps she was just too eager and was vastly yearning for his touches. She then wondered how he was going to massage her.
With her eyes locked with his, he took his hand to the back of her bra. It caused her knees to melt but she was still able to maintain balance while staring sleepily at him because her eyelids were also losing strength from the sensation fuming inside her whole body.
Lucian unhooked her bra, trailed his hands slowly to her shoulders and drew the straps off her shoulders, all with light touches.
Her body was screaming for more and more but with torture. As he removed the bra from her chest, she looked down at herself and then up at him to see his reaction.
